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Tunde Lakanu Jul 2017
To seek refuge in hollow whims
Sanctuary is for whomever it fits
Emboldened by the size of our coalition
We stretched for home when it hit

These walls had holes that exposed lives
They sought out permission to secure
Home can't fault when our hands stay firm
We stayed until midnight for stars to cheer

Eclipses of life illuminates violent rays
Devastation creates fear in the air
These walls will stay sound for centuries
Pearl gates held still as endings felt near

You can't lose what was taken from you
We reached for balloons that reach back
Knights cleared up space for grieving
Our strength stands tall for our very last
7-20-12. Aurora Strong
RIP Aj
We feast tonight!
The fasting's past, and the banquet now is spread.
We feast tonight!
Enough for all to gather and break bread.
We feast tonight!
Because we hunger, in ways we barely know.
We feast tonight!
We dine together, our common ground to show.

We drink tonight!
To battles won and lost at the stroke of a pen.
We drink tonight!
To who we are, and also who we've been.
We drink tonight!
To memories, and those yet to be made.
We drink tonight!
To the future, and the doomed plans we have laid.

We dance tonight!
To music that only we can hear.
We dance tonight!
Together, hands joined, and very near.
We dance tonight!
To let out what's bottle up inside.
We dance tonight!
As though unseen, no caution cast for pride.

We sing tonight!
The songs we wrote when we were younger folk.
We sing tonight!
The words we thought were better left unspoke'.
We sing tonight!
The heavens echo, our voices of single mind.
We sing tonight!
And though off-key, could be no more refined.

We live tonight!
No other night holds portent over this.
We live tonight!
With little fear of what we lack, or miss.
We live tonight!
Because we wish, not because we must.
We live tonight!
And never know, tomorrow we may be dust.
Pagan Paul Jun 2017
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The Land of Poetica is viewed
as far as the eye can see,
reaching out to unknown shores
edging the oceans of infinity.

Each drop is a Lord or a Lady
contributing to the community,
sending out their words of Art
with no judgement nor impunity.

Though storms may hit at times
rocking the boat of security,
waves of the Lords and Ladies
save Poetica from obscurity.

from 'Selected Works'  
by Lord Pagan of Poetica


© Pagan Paul (22/06/17)
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my cup overflows Apr 2017
so the word for you folks tonight
to the mother who's struggling to make ends meet with two jobs
to the father who is struggling to put away his addictions that seem to win every waking second
to the girl who wishes she was someone else
...
i'm here to tell you even in  your circumstances
even when times when waves come crashing at you
and you can't find the strength to swim
...
His hands are faithful
he will pull you out of the mud and put you on level rock !
steadfast is his love
trust
...
say goodbye , step out of the past
i just wanted to tell you that i appreciate all your words .... each and everyone of you , and i know poetry seems like a good place to out your worries so ..... son't ever think what you write does not matter to someone .... #lovePau
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